This is a song about "Split pants"

From that. from where i come from, can't even afford pants.

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

I need a little room

I'm a tiny pants goon

Attached like pants keepin casual

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

I literally almost shit my pants/

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

He can split he can bend

Niggas in the street scared

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

I'm on autopilot now with my cranium split